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Trapped in the Tiger's Den, the Gold Star Dispels the Peril · At Twin-Fork Ridge, Liu Boqin Takes In the Monk

老叟脫難
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老叟脫難 The Old Man Delivers the Pilgrim

shíhónggāoshēngsānzànghūnhūnchénchénbiàndōng西nánběizhèngzàimìngchùránjiànlǎosǒushǒuchízhǔzhàngérláizǒushàngqiányòngshǒushéngsuǒjiēduànduìmiànchuīlekǒusānzàngfāngguìbàidào:「duōxièlǎogōnggongjiùpínsēngxìngmìng。」lǎosǒudào:「láicéngshūshīleshénmedōng西?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngdecóngrénshìbèiguàishílezhǐzhīxíngzàichù?」lǎosǒuyòngzhàngzhǐdào:「xiāngshìliǎngbāo?」sānzànghuítóukànshíguǒshìdejiànbìngcéngshīluòxīncáilüèfàngxiàxiēwènlǎosǒuyuē:「lǎogōnggongchùshìshénsuǒzàigōnggongyóuzài?」lǎosǒudào:「shìshuāngchālǐngnǎilángcháoxuéchùwèiduò?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngmíngshíchūzhōuwèijièliàodezǎolemàoshuāngshīluòjiànwángxiōngwántàishènjiāngpínsēngèrcóngzhěbǎngleyòujiàntiáohēihànchēngshìxióngshānjūntiáopànghànchēngshìchùshìzǒujìnláichēngwángshìyínjiāngjūnsānèrcóngzhěchīletiānguāngcáisànxiǎngshìyǒuzhèyuánfèngǎndelǎogōnggongláijiù?」lǎosǒudào:「chùshìzhěshìniújīngshānjūnzhěshìxióngjīngyínjiāngjūnzhěshìlǎojīngzuǒyòuyāoxiéjìndōushìshānjīngshùguǐguàishòucānglángzhǐyīndeběnxìngyuánmíngsuǒchīgēnláiyǐnshàng。」shíhónggāoshēngsānzànghūnhūnchénchénbiàndōng西nánběizhèngzàimìngchùránjiànlǎosǒushǒuchízhǔzhàngérláizǒushàngqiányòngshǒushéngsuǒjiēduànduìmiànchuīlekǒusānzàngfāngguìbàidào:「duōxièlǎogōnggongjiùpínsēngxìngmìng。」lǎosǒudào:「láicéngshūshīleshénmedōng西?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngdecóngrénshìbèiguàishílezhǐzhīxíngzàichù?」lǎosǒuyòngzhàngzhǐdào:「xiāngshìliǎngbāo?」sānzànghuítóukànshíguǒshìdejiànbìngcéngshīluòxīncáilüèfàngxiàxiēwènlǎosǒuyuē:「lǎogōnggongchùshìshénsuǒzàigōnggongyóuzài?」lǎosǒudào:「shìshuāngchālǐngnǎilángcháoxuéchùwèiduò?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngmíngshíchūzhōuwèijièliàodezǎolemàoshuāngshīluòjiànwángxiōngwántàishènjiāngpínsēngèrcóngzhěbǎngleyòujiàntiáohēihànchēngshìxióngshānjūntiáopànghànchēngshìchùshìzǒujìnláichēngwángshìyínjiāngjūnsānèrcóngzhěchīletiānguāngcáisànxiǎngshìyǒuzhèyuánfèngǎndelǎogōnggongláijiù?」lǎosǒudào:「chùshìzhěshìniújīngshānjūnzhěshìxióngjīngyínjiāngjūnzhěshìlǎojīngzuǒyòuyāoxiéjìndōushìshānjīngshùguǐguàishòucānglángzhǐyīndeběnxìngyuánmíngsuǒchīgēnláiyǐnshàng。」


逐句解 Line by line

shíhónggāoshēngsānzànghūnhūnchénchénbiàndōng西nánběizhèngzàimìngchùránjiànlǎosǒushǒuchízhǔzhàngérláizǒushàngqiányòngshǒushéngsuǒjiēduànduìmiànchuīlekǒusānzàngfāngguìbàidào:「duōxièlǎogōnggongjiùpínsēngxìngmìng。」lǎosǒudào:「láicéngshūshīleshénmedōng西?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngdecóngrénshìbèiguàishílezhǐzhīxíngzàichù?」lǎosǒuyòngzhàngzhǐdào:「xiāngshìliǎngbāo?」sānzànghuítóukànshíguǒshìdejiànbìngcéngshīluòxīncáilüèfàngxiàxiē shíhónggāoshēngsānzànghūnhūnchénchénbiàndōng西nánběizhèngzàimìngchùránjiànlǎosǒushǒuchízhǔzhàngérláizǒushàngqiányòngshǒushéngsuǒjiēduànduìmiànchuīlekǒusānzàngfāngguìbàidào:「duōxièlǎogōnggongjiùpínsēngxìngmìng。」lǎosǒudào:「láicéngshūshīleshénmedōng西?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngdecóngrénshìbèiguàishílezhǐzhīxíngzàichù?」lǎosǒuyòngzhàngzhǐdào:「xiāngshìliǎngbāo?」sānzànghuítóukànshíguǒshìdejiànbìngcéngshīluòxīncáilüèfàngxiàxiē

Before long the red sun rose high, and Sanzang, dazed and reeling, could not tell east from west or south from north. Just at that point, when his life seemed past all saving, he suddenly saw an old man coming toward him, staff in hand. The old man walked up, gave a wave of his hand, and the ropes and cords all snapped apart; he breathed a breath upon his face, and Sanzang came to himself, knelt and bowed to the ground, and said: "My deep thanks, aged sir, for saving this poor monk's life." Returning the courtesy, the old man said: "Rise. Have you perhaps lost anything of yours?" Sanzang said: "The men who attended me have already been eaten by the fiends. I only do not know where my baggage and my horse may be." The old man pointed with his staff and said: "Is that not a horse and two bundles over yonder?" Sanzang turned his head to look, and it was indeed his own belongings, nothing lost at all; and only then did his heart set down a little of its burden.

A wave that cuts ropes, a breath that revives a fainting man — nobody is meant to think this is a passing traveller. The novel withholds his name anyway. He is 太白金星, the Gold Star of Venus, but that will not be said aloud until he has gone.

wènlǎosǒuyuē:「lǎogōnggongchùshìshénsuǒzàigōnggongyóuzài?」lǎosǒudào:「shìshuāngchālǐngnǎilángcháoxuéchùwèiduò?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngmíngshíchūzhōuwèijièliàodezǎolemàoshuāngshīluòjiànwángxiōngwántàishènjiāngpínsēngèrcóngzhěbǎngleyòujiàntiáohēihànchēngshìxióngshānjūntiáopànghànchēngshìchùshìzǒujìnláichēngwángshìyínjiāngjūnsānèrcóngzhěchīletiānguāngcáisànxiǎngshìyǒuzhèyuánfèngǎndelǎogōnggongláijiù?」lǎosǒudào:「chùshìzhěshìniújīngshānjūnzhěshìxióngjīngyínjiāngjūnzhěshìlǎojīngzuǒyòuyāoxiéjìndōushìshānjīngshùguǐguàishòucānglángzhǐyīndeběnxìngyuánmíngsuǒchīgēnláiyǐnshàng。」 wènlǎosǒuyuē:「lǎogōnggongchùshìshénsuǒzàigōnggongyóuzài?」lǎosǒudào:「shìshuāngchālǐngnǎilángcháoxuéchùwèiduò?」sānzàngdào:「pínsēngmíngshíchūzhōuwèijièliàodezǎolemàoshuāngshīluòjiànwángxiōngwántàishènjiāngpínsēngèrcóngzhěbǎngleyòujiàntiáohēihànchēngshìxióngshānjūntiáopànghànchēngshìchùshìzǒujìnláichēngwángshìyínjiāngjūnsānèrcóngzhěchīletiānguāngcáisànxiǎngshìyǒuzhèyuánfèngǎndelǎogōnggongláijiù?」lǎosǒudào:「chùshìzhěshìniújīngshānjūnzhěshìxióngjīngyínjiāngjūnzhěshìlǎojīngzuǒyòuyāoxiéjìndōushìshānjīngshùguǐguàishòucānglángzhǐyīndeběnxìngyuánmíngsuǒchīgēnláiyǐnshàng。」

He asked the old man: "Aged sir, what place is this? And how does it come that you are here?" The old man said: "This is Twin-Fork Ridge, a lair of tigers and wolves. How did you come to fall into it?" Sanzang said: "At cockcrow this poor monk left the border of the Hezhou garrison; but not looking to have started too early, I braved the frost and brushed through the dew, and suddenly fell into this place. I met a Monster King, savage and brutal beyond all measure, who bound this poor monk and his two attendants. Then came a swarthy fellow, who called himself the Mountain Lord Xiong, and a portly fellow, who called himself the Recluse Te; and when they came in, they called the Monster King General Yin. The three of them ate my two attendants, and only at daybreak did they disperse. What great karmic affinity and lot can I possess, that I should be favoured with your coming here to save me?" The old man said: "The Recluse is a wild-ox spirit; the Mountain Lord is a bear spirit; and General Yin is an old-tiger spirit. The fiends to either side are one and all mountain-sprites and tree-goblins, monstrous beasts and grey wolves. It is only because your own true nature is fundamentally enlightened that they could not eat you. Come with me, and I will set you on your road."

雙叉嶺 (Shuāng-chā Lǐng), "Twin-Fork Ridge," is the place named in the chapter's own title. The old man then answers the question the last scene raised. The three lords were (jīng) — animal-spirits, creatures that have practised long enough to take human shape — and Xuanzang survived because his 本性元明, his "originally enlightened nature," made him inedible. It is a striking piece of logic: his virtue is not a shield he holds up, it is a property of him, like being poisonous. The chapter has now said twice that what protects this defenceless man is the state of his mind.


總評 Commentary

Rescue arrives disguised as an old man with a stick, which is how rescue usually arrives in this novel. The miracles are performed casually — a wave, a breath — and not remarked on by anyone.

The scene is nearly all dialogue, and it is doing two jobs. It answers the question left hanging in the pit: the three lords were animal-spirits, and the monk could not be eaten because of what he is inside. That ties his physical survival directly to his spiritual condition, which is a large claim for the book to make this early and a pattern it will keep returning to.

And it names the ground. Twin-Fork Ridge is half of the chapter's title, so the episode is being formally filed. The rescuer is still anonymous, though — the novel is holding one reveal back for the next passage.